Summoning the Gods: Start by creating the Eternal Night.

"presumptuous!"

Qianlong roared, his dragon aura surging, and golden dragon scale phantoms flowed across his skin.

"Do you really think I'm afraid of you?"

He raised his hand and unleashed a palm strike, the wind from which carried the roar of a dragon, several times more powerful than Qian Xuan's Qianlong Palm from before.

"Arhat Divine Fist!"

Fire Cloud Evil God neither dodged nor evaded, and unleashed his own punch.

Fists and palms collided, and the shockwaves dispersed some of the blood mist.

Qianlong took three steps back, his expression changing slightly. This strength was actually on par with his own!

In the instant he was distracted, the Fire Cloud Evil God suddenly became blurry.

Like a shadow, it circled behind him and directly used "Sealing Acupoints and Cutting Meridians".

With black energy emanating from his fingertips, he aimed directly at Qian Xuan's lower back.

"How dare you!"

Qianlong swung his palm back, forcing the Fire Cloud Evil God to dodge to the side, but his fingertip still touched Qianxuan.

Qian Xuan groaned, and black blood suddenly seeped from beneath his already cracked body.

His breath was as weak as a candle flickering in the wind, as if it might be extinguished at any moment.

"What did you do to him?" Qianlong asked, both shocked and furious.

"Hehehe, nothing." Fire Cloud Evil God licked his fingertips, his laughter sending chills down one's spine.

"It was nothing more than sealing his dantian and severing his meridians."

"Whether you live or die depends on the fate of your Great Qian Dynasty, hehehe!"

Qianlong knew that if things dragged on any longer, Qianxuan would surely die.

He ceased fighting, picked up Qian Xuan, and abruptly transformed into a golden dragon phantom, tearing open a spatial rift:

"This grudge will be remembered by the Great Qian Dynasty."

"Trying to leave?"

The Fire Cloud Evil God moved again, but was struck by a dragon tail strike that Qianlong had anticipated, causing him to stagger two steps.

By the time he regained his footing, the spatial rift had already closed.

In the blood mist, the Fiery Cloud Evil God touched his arm that had been struck, his eyes filled with malice.

He didn't chase after them. He knew that the other party was at their peak right now, and if they really wanted to leave, he couldn't stop them.

However, Qianxuan wasn't so lucky.

His physical body was severely damaged, his meridians were destroyed, and his dantian was sealed. Whether he can be saved is still uncertain.

He looked up at a spot in the void: "You've been watching for so long, aren't you coming out?"

The void churned a few times,

A figure dressed in a star-patterned robe slowly walked out.

He was wearing a mask with a secondary star pattern on his face, so his expression was not visible.

"Your skill is truly impressive!"

The person in the star-patterned robe had a hoarse voice, making it impossible to tell if they were male or female.

"Even the Great Qian Dynasty's pillar of strength—the Qianlong—suffered a loss at your hands. I admire you!"

"Who are you?" The Fire Cloud Evil God's body surged with killing intent.

"What's the meaning of hiding your true intentions?"

"I am Xing Xuanyun, the second master of the Star Pavilion."

The man cupped his hands in a respectful gesture.

"I sensed a fight breaking out here and came to investigate. I hope you will forgive my intrusion."

Upon hearing that he was from the Star Pavilion, the Fire Cloud Evil God's killing intent subsided somewhat.

The Star Pavilion and the Drizzle Pavilion have a fairly good relationship. They probably aren't here to cause trouble.

"Yes, it's nothing."

"May I ask your name, friend?"

"The Drizzle Tower, the Ultimate Killer King, the Fiery Cloud Evil God."

Xing Xuanyun nodded and sincerely praised, "Fire Cloud Evil God, your reputation is well-deserved."

The Fiery Cloud Evil God raised an eyebrow, sized him up, and spoke with a hint of interest:

"Your cultivation is not weak either, you're at the peak of the Land Immortal realm, why don't you spar with me?"

"No, no," Xing Xuanyun waved his hands repeatedly, declining with a smile, "I am no match for you."

"Fine," Fire Cloud Evil God said, pursing his lips, feeling bored. "Then I'm leaving!"

He had been holding back at the Fine Rain Pavilion for too long, without a chance to make a move. When he finally had a chance to fight, his opponent was so weak that he lost all interest.

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure turned into blood mist again and disappeared into the void.

Xing Xuanyun stared in the direction he had disappeared, muttering to himself:

"I never expected that a killer organization like the Drizzle Pavilion would hide such a powerful expert."

"He's probably not much weaker than my older brother... truly a place where hidden talents abound."

After he finished speaking, his figure gradually disappeared into the void.

……

Qianzhou, the capital of the Great Qian Dynasty

Qianlong brought Qianxuan back to the ancestral land of the Great Qian and placed him at the core of the dragon vein.

It drew in the rich golden dragon vein energy, slowly channeling it into Qian Xuan's body.

They gradually repaired the cracks in his body, helping him stabilize his life force.

Only after Qian Xuan's complexion gradually regained some color did Qian Long breathe a sigh of relief:

"Luckily, I got back in time..."

He began to examine the condition inside Qianxuan's body.

His meridians were completely severed, and his dantian was enveloped in a cloud of blood-red mist.

He tried to channel his spiritual energy to break through the mist.

Upon contact, the mist erupted and began to tear apart the dantian.

Qian Xuan trembled all over, and his face turned pale again.

Qianlong quickly stopped, his brows furrowed.

"What a domineering ban! We can't use brute force... Looks like we'll have to think of another way."

With a flick of his finger, a point of light flew out from the ancestral land.

Not long after, Qian Tian arrived at the ancestral land and saw Qian Long:

"Emperor Taizu, you've emerged from seclusion? Have you broken through that barrier?"

"Sigh, no." Qianlong sighed, looking dejected.

"Your ancestor got into trouble, and I forced my way through the cultivation level. All the preparations I made before were wasted."

"What? Something happened to the Ancestor?" Qian Tian's expression changed.

"How is that possible? Didn't he go looking for Xiyu Tower?"

"With his cultivation at the peak of the Land Immortal realm, there are few people in the Eastern Region who can rival him."

"It was the people from the Drizzle Pavilion who injured him," Qianlong said in a deep voice.

"Your cultivation is not much weaker than mine; your ancestor is no match for you."

Qian Tian's eyes widened in disbelief. The Fine Rain Pavilion actually harbored a peak-level expert of the Land Immortal realm? They had kept it hidden for far too long.

"How is the old ancestor now?"

Qianlong pointed to the core of the dragon vein.

Qian Tian strode over and panicked at the sight.

Qian Xuan lay there unconscious, his clothes tattered and torn.

Although the cracks on his body were slowly healing, he looked extremely miserable.

"Great Ancestor, how badly is the Old Ancestor injured?"

"His physical body was severely damaged, all his meridians were severed, his internal organs were seriously injured, and his dantian was sealed by that person."

Qianlong said in a heavy tone.

"Is it that serious?" Qian Tian gasped in shock.

"Then... is there any way to help the ancestor recover faster?"

"Go to the treasure vault and retrieve those two eight-thousand-year-old spiritual herbs."

Qianlong gave the order,

"The elixir can help him repair his physical body and meridians. As for the seal on his dantian, I'll figure out a solution later."

"Yes!" Qian Tian didn't dare to delay and quickly responded, then hurried away to fetch the elixir.

……

Fine Rain Pavilion.

As soon as the Fire Cloud Evil God returned, Su Muyu, Zhao Gao, and Wei Zhuang went to greet him.

"My lord, how is the matter of that terrestrial immortal from the Great Qian Dynasty being handled?"

"She was rescued."

Fire Cloud Evil God waved his hand, plopped back into his chair, picked up the teapot on the table, and took a swig.

"However, I have already severely injured him, severing all his meridians and sealing his dantian."

"Even if he doesn't die, he'll be a cripple and nothing to fear."

The three people listening nearby were stunned. A peak-level terrestrial immortal, just crippled like that?

This Fire Cloud Evil God is too terrifying!

"Alright." Fire Cloud Evil God put down the teapot.

"The Great Qian Dynasty probably won't dare to come next."

"I'm going back to the Eternal Night Space to spar with Donghuang Taiyi and the others."

"I didn't get enough of fighting Qian Xuan just now."

"If it's urgent, contact me using your messaging token!"

The moment he finished speaking, he had vanished.

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